Swinging moods

RHEA'S POV My fingers clutched the flowers and held them to my chest as I pushed past and followed Aleksander who was still looking for the Vase. "There's one down here", I told him,  opening a lower cabinet door under the kitchen island. He whirled around and dropped into a crouch, grabbed the vase and stood up with a victorious grin on his face. "Ah! There it is! See, I knew I had one. Funny that you knew where it was, though. You seem to know my house better than I do these days", He shook his head. "For now", I tossed back without thinking. As soon as I spoke that, the vase immediately slammed down onto the counter so hard and I thought it would shatter in Aleksander's hands. He released the glass and placed both palms on the counter's edge, knuckles turning white. From the side of his face, I could tell his brow was tensed up and he glared at the empty vase. "Right. For now", He seethed through clenched teeth. The mood darkened faster than the sky outside. This wasn't the energy